I feel like I am on fire,
it is not from any desire.
Smoke I can smell,
from this living hell.
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David, A very thoughtful and enquiring poem, as to where do we go from here. Imo we can all seek and find what you are looking for, but we can only do it individually. I could not live in the rat race, which is what the Cornish call all life beyond the Tamar Bridge,60 milies from here! It is their border. Life is much slower this side of it, and they do everything directly! ! ! which is whenever! ! lol Some folks love the fast lane, possibly all of us at some time or another in our lives, but we all change. Go for your dreams, Smiling at you, Tai
Nice poem Dave, and oh so true, take a chill pill Love L xx
Nice one Dave, from the rat race to Happy Days! The Fonz would approve, cool. Danny
Great Poem Dave, keep this up 10 for tiyler